Flatline Sincere

Nothing is as good

As beating flesh in the wood

Thumping with a rush

Jumping out of the brush

Sleeveless, naked and sincere

Wholly aching to live

From the bottom forgive

Pulsing warm or bleeding salt

Attacks every fault

Honest, flawed and sincere

Bold, sore from the start

Only just to break apart.

Willing to be taught

Pouring out each real thought

Fleshy, heavy and sincere